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Cedar Chest
donnaruhl
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Sifting through the memories,
Within grandma's old Lane cedar chest,
I couldn't help wondering,
Where all the years have gone.
Water colored pictures,
Crayon drawings of stick figure people.
Handmade cards, Birthday,Mothers Day...
The simplistic wishes, my children gave to me.
Dating back some 25 years or more,
I kept a bit of everything dear to me.
Through the chuckles and tears,
I found myself loving and missing,
Those who left me far behind.
My children mean the world to me
My, How time has flown.
From foot prints,and locks of hair,
To missing teeth,and report cards.
It's all there and so much more
Where,one day,
They'll sift through that old cedar chest
To find,Just what they mean't to me.
Within grandma's old Lane cedar chest,
I couldn't help wondering,
Where all the years have gone.
Water colored pictures,
Crayon drawings of stick figure people.
Handmade cards, Birthday,Mothers Day...
The simplistic wishes, my children gave to me.
Dating back some 25 years or more,
I kept a bit of everything dear to me.
Through the chuckles and tears,
I found myself loving and missing,
Those who left me far behind.
My children mean the world to me
My, How time has flown.
From foot prints,and locks of hair,
To missing teeth,and report cards.
It's all there and so much more
Where,one day,
They'll sift through that old cedar chest
To find,Just what they mean't to me.
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neat little story there
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce